Chapter 3706: I am a soft persimmon?

"He is here again, so the Xuanyuan family will definitely be worried and will definitely prepare many treasures for him."

"If I kill him now and can't figure out what he is, although I can kill him easily, it will take a while."

"For this period of time, if he consumes all those treasures, wouldn't I get nothing?"

"This bastard, this life is worthless, but those treasures are very valuable!"

He smiled slightly: "These treasures are already mine. In order to take back these treasures of mine completely, what are you afraid of hurting some people?"

This person is really unbelievable, and even more dismissive of Chen Feng.

In his opinion, Chen Feng's treasures are even his.

Obviously, he did not regard Chen Feng as a master at the same level as himself.

In his opinion, the reason why the dead snake lost to Chen Feng must be due to Chen Feng's tricks or good luck.

He has always believed that as long as he shot himself, he could easily kill Chen Feng.

And he just wanted to kill Chen Feng in an instant with the force of a thunderous force, so he sent people to constantly probe his reality and feel his bottom.

And the reason why he needed to kill Chen Feng instantly was to get those treasures from Chen Feng.

He didn't even want to let those treasures have a chance to be consumed.

When Ximen Mountain heard this, he nodded slowly, and did not raise any questions.

Obviously, in his opinion, what Sirius said was not wrong.

They have confidence in themselves.

A green light beam continuously refracted on the vast black ground of this desolate ancient ruin, at an extremely fast speed.

This is a floating green bubble, and it is Chen Feng that is wrapped in this bubble.

At this time, his eyes were condensed and he looked north.

And without stopping, he hurried to the north.

Because Chen Feng knew that the direction he was going was the north.

This also means that the message left by Yan Qingyu must be in the north.

Although Chen Feng had already learned from the previous few people, the valley of silence in the south was the most likely direction for the substitute puppet.

It seems that it is quite different from what he is currently heading, but in reality, Chen Feng did this to pursue the greatest effect.

He had to go north as far as possible before the news from You Shaojun.

Although he knew that this would be farther and farther away from the valley of dead silence, but now, after all, the news of You Shaojun hasn't arrived yet!

It's useless to go to the Valley of Dead Silence now, so it's better to walk north.

In that case, you might be able to find the remains of Yan Qingyu before the news.

Of course, Chen Feng knew that this hope was very slim.

"However, no matter how small the hope is, I have to fight for it!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists, his eyes full of persistence.

You know, it's not someone else who left the news, but his uncle, his master!

He is the person who cares best about him and is the most important person.

In the ruins he left, there must be many secrets that he wanted to know, able to solve his own puzzles.

At this moment, suddenly, Chen Feng stopped.

At this time, the place where he stopped was a mountain valley.

Chen Feng stopped here, suddenly a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at the corner of the valley in front, coldly shouted: "Get out, don't hide your head and tail!"

Following Chen Feng's soft drink, there was a strange laugh at that corner:

"As expected to be the son of Chen Feng from the Xuanyuan family, he is from a great family after all, and he can even perceive my breath."

"Tsk tut, not bad, not ordinary."

These remarks sounded like they were praising Chen Feng, but in fact they were full of irony.

Before the words fell, someone turned out after the stone wall.

This person is about thirty years old and is a one-eyed dragon.

The left eye was covered by a black eye mask.

He has big bones and a stout body, his face is full of murderous intent, and his hand is a dark blue long knife.

Looking at Chen Feng, a bloodthirsty expression was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Feng looked at him, suddenly smiled, and then understood in his heart, and said slowly: "Are you from the Sirius team?"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, this person was stunned for a moment.

Then he laughed: "Yes, your grandfather is the Sirius team, Yu Wenmin!"

Chen Feng wanted to guess this, but it was actually quite easy.

After he came to this desolate ancient ruin, he only revealed his name to one person or force, that is, the Sirius team.

This person can call out his name accurately, so who is it that is not the Sirius team?

Yu Wenmin licked his lips and looked at Chen Feng, his eyes were full of excited flames jumping: "I really have good luck. I caught you first."

"Hahaha, grabbed it in front of everyone!"

He was extremely excited.

Chen Feng looked at him, and asked with interest: "Oh, it seems that I am quite valuable?"

"Hahaha, that's right!"

He looked at Chen Feng and laughed wildly: "Boy, do you know how valuable you are now?"

"As long as I can kill you, after I go back, I will be an official member of the Sirius team!"

"At that time, I can have endless benefits!"

"It sounds like there are indeed many benefits!"

Chen Feng said with a smile.

"It's just..."

He looked at Yu Wenmin: "Are you so sure that you can kill me?"

Yu Wenmin froze for a moment, and then shook his head and laughed: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, you are just a little two-star Martial Emperor, how could you be my opponent?"

"I'm already Samsung Wudi!"

After all, the breath of the body was released.

Sure enough, the strength has reached Samsung Wudi.

However, it was only in the early days of Samsung Wudi.

Yu Wenmin looked at Chen Feng and laughed: "For me, the difficulty of finding you is nine, and the difficulty of killing you is just one!"

"Chen Feng, your little strength is like a skater mouse!"

"It's a bit difficult to find you, but it's easy to kill you!"

He looked at Chen Feng's eyes as if he was looking at the meat on the sticky board. Obviously he didn't think that Chen Feng was an opponent of the same level as himself, and he was extremely contemptuous of Chen Feng.

"It seems that you think you have picked up a big deal, don't you?"

"You think I'm just a soft persimmon, right?"

Chen Feng touched his nose and looked at Yu Wenmin.

Yu Wenmin said, "Yes, aren't you?"

Chen Feng shook his head, and an indescribable ridicule flashed in his eyes.

The taste of being kneaded as a soft persimmon is really not so good!